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Yo, y'all miss me?
I doubt that, but I'm itchin to spit me
Some frisky words to pimp my grit D
Ain't hookin' for a new beat, just wanna lay out my new piece
If you see my middle two fingers, you're 2 G's
Nobody knows but I better myself
Like a fuckin' molotov that's lit from the head
Remember my statement from No Different?
It don't matter if you're better, I'm defilin' you to death
Everybody getcha guns
Everybody getcha pistols
Everbody get a fuckin' trigger, from the bottom of a sizzle
It's another fuckin' pit you fallin' into
Cynical's comin' out to get the animal in you
Hey, I got another fuckin' magazine stacked
Carbine's ready for a reload
Spit for a mean load
I got a feeling when a mass murder gon' happen in the real road
Bodies gettin' real cold, ship 'em like missiles
Call it the Cold War, ammos in a kilo
Without a tension of a pressure prickin' to your skin
Thinner as it gets, like a motherfuckin' needle
Vandalism made the definition of Zero
The miracle version of my alter ego
I'm definite without a master
Don't smell bad when I'm on fire (not plastic)
A force to be admired (so drastic)
A clobber so mighty (it's massive)
Smartness so feisty (it's fantastic)
Doom comin' at you like a motherfucking lightning (acid)
Did I forget to fuckin' mention?
I never run back from another rap session
I defy most of the caution
But know that I'm never that flawless
'Cause that'll make me an odd one
And that's not what I'm really onto
Mostly, I fixate on my motto
And state my lovely regards to
Like a criminal with intentions
Better than a politician's intents
To make our world better for all the men
When they make a pledge to apprehend
All the corruption in our fuckin' den
But they sparked what they really meant
That's why I'm in a place to be so densed